BROKEN LOVE 💔 / Chapter 4

Chapter Four

Anonymous Hugs

Play song when I tell you too. +

Scarlet's POV

The past few days, I have been trying to find out more about Ryder. Ever since I left the school, I have been weirded out by the fact that Ryder was the one to help me... not Niall. Also, why did he look sad? He was not the one who was slapped.

Anyways, when I was walking through the halls, I examined my song choices on my phone carefully before turning on a P!Atd. It made me feel confident. I put in my head phones and walked to my locker. This was already a good day. Music was my best friend right now.

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The day had gone by pretty fast considering all I listened to was TOP and P!Atd on repeat. I had it memorized, every verse, every sound, and every word that they pronounced different. 

I am currently standing by the window in 7th period sketching what Dan and Phil would look like as unicorns. Yeah, weird I know- thank you very much.

Unexpectedly, I felt arms sneak round my waist. The hands rested on my stomach and the chest was pressed to my back. I could feel the warm breath on my neck which made me shiver.

"Remember, there is a football game tonight at 6:30.." a husky voice spoke.

"O-Okay, I'll be t-there," I murmured. I felt the arms let go of me and I automatically felt cold. The heat of the person was gone and I felt strange. My heart was pounding and my stomach was fluttering. My palms were sweaty and I couldn't help but blush. 

I turned around to see who the person was and no one was there. It sounded like a guy and they told me to come to the football game tonight. Should I?

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I got home and studied for my next calculus test. It was annoying. All the shapes and numbers made me want to bang my head on my desk.

The only light in the room was my lamp that made my face bright enough to see my features. My room was dark and silent. The only sound in this place was the sound of my pencil lead scratching down notes and the pages of the book being flipped every now and then. It was relaxing, but I was nervous. If I had one bad grade, I wouldn't be able to live with myself. 

At around 5:30 I remembered what the anonymous person had told me. I TOLD THEM I WOULD BE THERE!!

"Remember, there is a football game tonight at 6:30.." a husky voice spoke.

"O-Okay, I'll be t-there," I murmured.

I ran to my closet and grabbed my blue and white Aeropostale sweatshirt. I picked up my phone that read 5:37 and walked out my bedroom door. Now, I just had to convince my brother to let me go to a football game... alone.

"Hey buddy ol' pal ol' buddy!" I said punching my brother softly in the arm.

"What do you want, Strawberry Shortcake?" He had a blank face and then started laughing at his nickname that I hated.

"I was going to ask if I could go to a football game that starts in like 40 minutes and for you to drive?" I glared at him and then said, "freckles."

"You want me to drive you to a football game?" He asked while pointing back in forth from us.

"Come on Sammy!" I pleaded "I want to go and hang out with my friends!" I lied. If I said I was going to find out who the anonymous boy was, then he would say no automatically.

"Fine, but next time, if you call me freckles then I am making you sleep outside," we both laughed as he stood up from the couch. He turned off the TV that was playing a soccer game and slung his arm over my shoulder. "Let's go little sis."

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When we arrived in the parking lot of the high school it was packed. Boys and girls every size were standing everywhere and I couldn't believe that I was here. I leaned over the seat and gave my brother an awkward hug.

"I'm coming to pick you up at 10:30 so be here," he pointed at me and then smiled.

"Okay Freckles, love you," I said turning around so my back was facing him and waving behind me.

"Love you Strawberry Shortcake," I could hear him reply and I laughed.

I ran through the parking lot and held my phone close to me since I didn't want to drop it. I ran towards the field and saw huge lights on, the bleachers were full, and the cheerleaders warming up and stretching. Hopefully, I will meet my prince in an invisible coat.

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Every time we scored, my legs shot up and I screamed "GO BOBCATS!" This would be followed by screaming and clapping. For the first game of the year, they are actually pretty good. Especially #14. Huh.

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After the game, the score was 47-12.

We won! Obviously. We played this team who played like they thought the ball was a hot potato. They couldn't even throw. This gave me an idea to draw.

I watched everyone leave before I walked up to the very top of the metal bleachers and opened my bag. My journal had an old, tattered cover that was so worn, that it looked like it had been through the ringer. I always had taken my journal everywhere, every event, activity, and place. I opened my journal and began to draw a picture of the field. The goal post and how it was shining from the large lights. The grass and the marks that their shoes had make. The shadows of the bleachers. (Play song now)

I heard footsteps coming up from my right. The sound of the feet on the metal made the bleachers shake a bit. I turned my head slowly and saw Ryder standing on the corner on the opposite end of me. His red football jersey was wrinkled and worn. Grass stains were like graffiti that covered his chest. He was #14. I continued drawing when I felt someone sit next to me.

"Hey, what are you doing here alone?" He asked looking into my eyes. He looked tired, yet he looked fascinated. His jawline was more defined in the light, his green eyes were as bright as the moon. His hair was messy and he had black streaks on his cheek where the black grease was at. It was smudged, but still noticeable. His lips were pink and plump. They looked warm and I just wanted to kiss hi-

"Hello.. Earth to Scarlet!" A hand was being waved in front of my face.

"I- Oh.. Sorry, you j-just look different from the l-last time I saw you." I replied while looking down at my feet.

"Of course... I just played out there," he said pointing to the field. "So.. about my question, why are you up here alone?" He asked again. I could see his eyes soften when I looked into his eyes.

"I-I was just drawing."

"Can I see what you have drawn?"

"S-Sure, this stuff isn't very special anyways." I handed my journal over to him and watched him flip through it. He stopped at a page that made my heart sink.

"Who is this?" He pointed to the drawing of my dad beating my mom. A tear fell down my cheek. 

"Mmm.." I couldn't speak. My throat was dry, my eyes were stinging, and the tears made me feel weak.

He looked over and me and I could see him have regret in his eyes.

"I-I'm sorry Scarlet. I shouldn't of done this. Umm-" he mumbled as I felt a tear drop from my eyes. When I looked at him, he took a deep breath. I remembered how he was concerned when I got hurt in the cafeteria. It was nothing compared to what I had been to, but it was something.

"I-It's fine." I spoke. My voice was shaky and it's sounded like the sound of old floor boards do.

"Come here" he said as he stood up. I stood up as well and he pulled me into a hug. His hug was soft and gentle. His breath was on my neck and he laced his arms around the small of my back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and softly cried on his chest. His fingers drew circles on my back which made me feel comforted. I was warm and happy inside and I didn't want this moment to end. He pulled me tighter so that we were closer together if that was even possible and comforted me to the point where I felt sleepy. I had never felt so strong as a person. He made me strong. He made me annoyed. But he made me happy.

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This chapter has 1558 words in it and I cannot believe how much I wrote. I felt better about this chapter because it seemed more realistic and she didn't fall for once.Lol. Anyways, see you tomorrow and don't forget to comment and share ❤ 

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